Star Coach

Arsenal's defense also includes Kolo Toure, a round-headed Ivorian international. He was also the main defender in the unbeaten season, but he was exhausted in the previous few games, especially the crazy 3:2 battle with Chelsea in the FA Cup, which caused him to sprain his ankle. Now the injury is a bit recurring.

Wenger looked at the lineup arranged by Jiangshan and felt proud. He felt that Monaco's lineup was not up to standard. In contrast, Arsenal's lineup was too strong and very photogenic. "As long as Jiangshan continues to play pass and control, I can kill him in the first place. In the next game, we can rise to the first place in the group."

He couldn't understand why Jiangshan used a group of rough guys to play pass and control? And he changed the style of play in the middle and late stages of the season? The style of play that is not as good as a tiger but as good as a dog can scare ordinary teams, but it will die when it meets top teams.

Can Drogba play pass and control? Can Smith play pass and control? Can Plasil play pass and control? Huh? They didn't play today. That would be even better. Pushol and Nonda's skills have already been finalized. What else can they do?

"I really enjoy the cheers of this stadium!" Wenger looked at the fans and saw someone holding up a "Wenger gogogo" banner. He waved his hand proudly, "This banner is quite interesting."

When the game started, Wenger couldn't wait to see the massacre. "Four goals, that's a must."

Luzhny dribbled the ball to the wing, his speed was not slow. He was not strong enough, so he was uncomfortable in the Premier League, but he was like a fish in water in the Champions League.

Oleg Luzhny is a Ukrainian international. He joined Arsenal from Dynamo Kyiv in 1999. It has been four years. Unfortunately, he hasn't scored yet.

Bang!

Luzzini fell on his back and was intercepted cleanly. Looking at Evra's figure going away, his chest hurt, "Referee, he didn't commit a foul?"

After Evra intercepted the ball, he ran all the way, and the Monaco frontcourt players followed him, like a few crazy racing cars, very fast. Vieira was a little distracted, "Damn, with so many people, who should I defend more correctly?"

He looked at Giuly, Giuly was on the wing, and Rothen was also on the wing. The two attacking starting points were cruising on the wing, which was not his sphere of influence. Pussor took the initiative to stick to Vieira.

Nonda was faster, inserted into Arsenal's backcourt, squeezing the space.

Evra went to the bottom and crossed before Campbell rushed over. Nonda failed to grab the ball and was pointed out of the penalty area by Pascal Nishioka.

Nishioka is also a French player. Compared with Lyon's reliance on Brazilian players some time ago, Arsenal seems to rely more on French players, and French players are the core of the front, middle and backcourt.

Nishioka 2001 is the best player in Ligue 1. He is not a fake, but he is not used to the rhythm of the Premier League. He performed well in the Champions League.

The ball was headed out of the penalty area. Pussor took a step and rushed to the ball, but Vieira pulled behind him and did not give him a chance to catch the ball.

Suddenly, Pussor was knocked to the ground. His speed was a little slow. Vieira was a step faster. The two people's feet were entangled and both fell to the ground. Pussor suddenly realized something and wailed violently.

The referee rushed over and stopped the game.

"Get up, you soft egg." Vieira was furious. The Premier League is full of tough guys, but he met a soft egg in his hometown. "Don't play dead for me."

"Oh..." Pussor rolled on the ground, as if he was kicked, and his expression was very painful. The referee observed for a while, looked at the time, and decided to give Vieira a verbal warning.

Vieira's temper suddenly rose, "I didn't touch him, he ran too slowly and knocked me down."

The referee kept backing away, shaking his hands, warning Vieira that he would be given a card if he kept talking.

The players of the Monaco team quickly gathered around, "Why, you want to leave? Don't you want to kill him? Come at me if you can."

Zikos is a tough guy. No matter what, he is the captain on the field today. Jiangshan specifically told him not to be timid. He chose to go straight to the point.

"Get out of the way, it's none of your business." Vieira pushed Zikos away. The Monaco players were not happy, and everyone gathered around. The Arsenal players were not vegetarians either, and they followed and surrounded him.

There was a bit too much physical contact, and the hot tempers of both sides exploded instantly.

Jiangshan was a little helpless. The pre-match mobilization was too exciting, and the players' tempers had been ignited. This was not going to end well. The referee got angry and blew the whistle again.

He took out the yellow card and gave one to each of the two leaders. Zikos got a yellow card less than three minutes into the game.

Vieira also received a yellow card less than three minutes into the game. The referee had to be strict in his enforcement, otherwise the players would fight.

"It's finally quiet." Jiang Shan shook his head, feeling bad, "Zikos actually got a card himself, too bad."

The game continued, and the two sides in the midfield really increased the gunpowder smell, there was a lot of physical contact, constantly testing the referee's bottom line.

The referee was very nervous, and kept letting the players walk on the tightrope, just not taking out the card, and the scale was increasing little by little.

"What the hell is Jiangshan doing? Isn't it playing pass control? Playing counterattack with me?" Wenger felt like swallowing a can of Swedish herrings. Isn't Jiangshan known as playing pass control? "Moreover, he let Giuly and Rothen constantly insert into our rib space, which seems to affect our offensive speed."

Giuly and Rothen are under a lot of pressure. They have to shrink back in the game and stand in Arsenal's rib space. Many of Arsenal's attacks are initiated from the ribs. Don't give them more opportunities today.

Giuly intercepted Pires' pass, switched from defense to offense, and quickly avoided Pires' counter-attack, then passed the ball to Ibarra who was coming up the wing.

Monaco's defender assist tactics have become the norm. Many teams are studying and learning. When attacking, it seems that there are two more wingers, which is quite useful.

Ibarra received the ball, went to the bottom, glanced, and there was no good space. Campbell and Nishioka controlled the penalty area. Pussor was not Drogba and could not hold the opponent with his body.

Then, Ibarra chose to pass back and gave it to Giuly again. Giuly started immediately. The electric mouse was faster and more exciting than the three-speed vibrator-stick. He walked a few steps along the penalty area line. The ball stumbled and was almost intercepted.

It was passed out with difficulty and entered the penalty area. Nonda drilled out and shot.

The ball was blocked by Campbell and bounced out of bounds. Vieira rushed over. I don’t know why, but he was hit by Evra. The collision between the two was very strenuous and the pace was much slower.

"Damn, you Jiba is so small." Evra touched his hand somewhere and cursed. Vieira was so angry that he exploded, "Fuck you, I, Jiba, have a bigger face than you."

While cursing, the ball was no longer under the control of the two.

Rotten caught up with the ball, kicked it, and shot directly into the far corner.

Beckham on the left had a magical passing technique and had plenty of space. Although the distance was a bit long, it was not a problem. The shot went straight into the dead corner and the ball went in. Monaco took the lead in the 9th minute, a dream start.

"The passing and controlling didn't have charm, but the players' running positions were much smarter." Jiangshan looked at the score changes on the field and calculated the benefits of the passing and controlling style of play. "Although a few rough guys can't play passing and controlling, it's not a big problem to let them run better."

Wenger's face was livid. Where was the promised massacre? In less than 10 minutes, the team fell behind!